Was that crying? Yes, to Jake, it sounded like the man was actually crying!Jake kneeled down and grabbed the man by the back of his hair. He lifted up...on his head and stared at his face. He found himself looking at a bleary-eyed Scott Adams Winslow, who was now blubbering in pain and fear. The odor of alcohol was radiating off of him in reeking waves."I'm sorry!" Winslow whined. "I don't now what I was doing! Please don't hurt me anymore!" Winslow?" Jake asked, his dazed mind still trying to. Fingers very lightly feather through just the top of my butt crack. I jump.A soft voice in my right ear. "It's okay baby. You can stop at any time."Deep growl in my left. "Like hell."I know I'm safe. I know it. This is part of his game. And I can admit it. The contrast is...edgy. It's turning me on.Wetter.One big palm rubbing down my front. One hot hand on my back. Hands on my breasts. On my ass. Everywhere.And then, the tiniest dip into the very top of my wet cleft in front at the exact same. Our sex was great. I wanted to raise the ante, so I took Doug to see Pierre for a makeuplesson. I didn't tell him where we were going, but his eyes got verywide when he saw where we were. Pierre took him through some stuff Ididn't know about - eyes and cheeks - he recommended that Doug piercehis ears, because he'd love the feel of dangling earrings.Doug was very silent for a few days after this. He didn't run off to gethis ears pierced, but he started to experiment with different looks,some of. I told him it was my job to look after him and keep him happy while my sister Eve was away. He said ok and gave me a small kiss on the lips. This got me excited and I asked him if he would kiss me again, he lent down and we kissed open mouthed I had never been kissed by a boy before this was so exciting. Andrew asked more about what my mother had told me and family traditions. I told him she told me that I had to take my sisters place and keep him happy and do what she would do with him.. He.